Kurupt - Mystic River lyrics

[Verse 1: Kurupt] Come and flow with me down mystic river I'm like moonshine, I shift your liver This a Kodak moment, life is pictured The frame is the world that surrounds the picture After two sons and three daughters, I'm purified Like Arrow Head mountain spring water Life can s** breath outta you like mosquitoes I scooped up the game like two steelos I locked up bangin a lot Stuck in a sink for a Newport menthol box Is there any way I could escape From the bad decisions in my life I made Grab up the tape, clear the floor Strap up the 8 n***a and clear the door It's like U-Haul trucks Hittin every vicinity you heart touched It's about to be a house party crackin up the street With them bangin a** woofers, the speakers and the beat Just a little bit of this, and get a little bit of that From the front to the back (*back*), dip to Battlecat I'm on float like doves Sit on the clouds and smoke my dubs I'm up above like cuz, sit on the balcony and smoke my bud [Chorus: Daz] D-P (D-P, D-P-G-C) G-C (D-P, D-P-G-C) [Verse 2: Kurupt] I'm a profit prophet I'm a prophet when it comes to profit n***a I'm a legend and icon like Lou Dosset n***a Pushed from Gabon to Syria, Greece, Turkey, Lithuania Kenya to Nigeria, Belgium to Algeria Liberia to Los Angeles, Morocco and all areas Listen, let's take us a trip to east [?] Egypt to trip they pop they dog collar Hogs holla Guatemala to Eastern Europe To Nicaragua n***a Gotti is all rider This is just a description Specific formulas of untapped encryptions I got it all mapped out (*out, out*) Think about it for while til I blackout (*out, out*) But now I'm back in curcuit To reconstruct the service the game is hurting Dogg Pound Gangsta gang remain and working Political purpose squeeze like nooses [?] They're about to raise the curtains we're at your service, n***a Don't get nervous Cause I get ya, slit ya, ankle to cervix Cause they always wanna doubt ya n***as like b**hes, they can't live without ya Ay homie, tell me what you think n***as wake up eat, sh** n sleep hate Ay homie, tell me what you thought When your homeboy got rolled the f** up, huh? Ay homie, tell me what it is The cars and the b**hes, the diamonds or the cribs? Ay n***a, tell me what you want My memories my future up front? My memories my future's what you want? The nickel or the rage or the gauge ride pump This n***a's a mystery, historical pre-historic DPG history He even has his own theory field at USC teaching DP'ology The life of a G BC, Young Gotti, Snoop, D-A-Z n***a [Chorus: Daz] D-P (D-P, D-P-G-C) G-C (D-P, D-P-G-C)